Lyrics:

Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues
And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
My mind was young until she grew

My secret thoughts known only by a few
It was a dream much too real to be leaned against too long

And all the time I think she knew
Her words still dance inside my head

Her comb still lies beside my bed
And the sun comes up without her, it just doesn't know she's gone
Oh, but I remember every word she said
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues
And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes